There's no beat... of the meat

I thought I’d post an update on my latest chastity escapade. It’s been 20 days since I’ve been locked up, almost 3 full weeks with a piece of silicone secured to my cock & balls with a lock and metal cable.

The device
As I mentioned, I’m using the Birdlocked Maxi with their “Security cordon” - a smooth metal cord secured to the lock after being threaded through my PA. My PA is a 6ga captive segment ring I got from Painful Pleasures. I need a took to take the ring out, and I can’t get the tool at my PA to open it up without destroying my chastity device.

I’ve had a few periods of extremely raw skin. I’ve actually been using Neosporin ointment with pain relief to address those problems. Yes, I’ve gone through a bit, but it seems to help. I’m making sure to use the petroleum based ointment rather than the creme. It lasts longer and provides needed lubrication.

I’ve also shaved around the area. With the Birdlocked being a flexible silicone device, I can manipulate myself to be able to shave rather comprehensively. I still can’t jerk off with it on. Believe me, I’ve tried.

The effect?
I’m horny. Oh god am I horny. Not being able to be left to my own devices, I’ve been somewhat motivated to get out of the house. I’ve been in my straitjacket twice in the past week, my ass has gotten a working or two. Who knows, I might be ready to take a fist come Inferno. If not, it’s still fun trying.

What’s really crawled under my skin is a strange headspace last week. So I wanted the possibility of getting off. I was strapped into my leather straitjacket, and had been let out of the device - partly for a cleaning, partly for play.

When it came time to get me off, I found that there was an urge to actually beg to be put back into chastity without getting off. I actually expressed my ambiguity about it at the time. Nonetheless, when he finished beating me off, I shot a lot, apparently. From my perspective, the few strokes it took to get me off felt like they triggered a volcano. It felt like the come was flowing more readily than piss.

But that was just a few moments of release in the midst of 3 weeks of near constant stimulation. So yes, I’m quite horny still. As I observed at the time, getting off didn’t make me less horny, it just made me want to take a nap.

Prospects?
I’m locked up through May 1. We’re already talking about extending it through June 1 since the device seems to be working out. There’s also a suggestion about indefinite lock-up. Not sure about that quite yet. This chastity round is more about a cooperative affair. Indefinite lock-up sounds like a more prolonged scene than I’m ready for.

On the other hand, I’ve found myself pondering again what I would seek in a master, or what I could see myself submitting to as a sub or slave.

Frustration abounds.

Vendor Review: Mister S Leather

Sure, everyone and their brother has blogged about Mr. S Leather at this point. It’s the grand-daddy of mail-order and online leather purchasing. They’ve been around for decades, and there’s a reason: They stand behind their products.

I purchased a leather muzzle from Mr. S Leathers back around 2001. It’s the standard padded muzzle that was available at the time. Excellent quality, soft leather. Feels great cinched up tight against my lips. The style hasn’t changed all that much in the past ten years. I had the locking buckles on it, because leather is always better when it locks on. About a year ago, my muzzle had an “incident”, a little aggressive play and one of the locking buckles snapped. Actually, it was the locking part itself that broke. I figured it was a lost cause.

Mr. S had a booth at MAL in January 2011, and since I had the muzzle with me, I thought I’d take it to them to see if they could do anything for me. I didn’t realize at the time that they travel to events with a leather working bench. Skeeter, Mr. S’ wonder worker of leather was there. She repaired it on the spot, no charge.

Ten years later, Mr. S still stands behind their products. That, my friends, is true service. Yes, Mr. S’ gear may be more expensive in some cases than other stores. But the quality is amazing, and they stand behind their products. I say that it’s worth the extra price.

Vendor review: Birdlocked Male Chastity

The Vendor

I’ve had excellent service from the makers of the Birdlocked device.


Last year during one of my perennial attempts at getting myself locked up, I purchased the Birdlocked “Classic” in April of last year. They shipped quickly, I received the international package within four days of placing the order.

When the locking pin on my “Classic” broke last August, I told them and they immediately sent me two replacement pins. It seems the earlier model pin had a tendency to break. They replaced it no questions.

Again, when I purchased the Birdlocked “Maxi” a week and a half ago, it arrived within mere days. Excellent order handling and customer service. I highly recommend the company.

The Products:

I’ve purchased two Birdlocked devices, the Classic and the Maxi. They’re basically the same design at different sizes.

I’ve had the same problem with the Classic that I’ve had with every captured-ball device I’ve tried the past several years (like the CB2000, CB3000, CB6000). The base ring is always too small and ends up rubbing me raw. I don’t suggest I’m hung like a porn star; my shaft is average but I do have large balls, a lot of scrotum material and I’m thick around the base. The last time I tried the CB6000 for 4 days, I had the skin literally rubbed off my scrotum by the base ring. Also, I run into problems with peeing, because the small shaft of most devices compresses my urethra.

My problem with these devices seems to be an issue of size. They’re usually much too small for me. Now as I mentioned, I purchased the Birdlocked Maxi and it arrived 6 days ago. I’ve been locked in it since it arrived 6 days ago. I’ve usually had to end the chastity scene by now due to the aforementioned problems. Seeing as the Birdlocked Maxi has the same design as the Classic, I would conclude that the Classic is just as good a device.

The flexibility of the device makes it possible for me to lay on my stomach during physical therapy and not worry about being jabbed with a shard of broken acrylic.

I've also got the short cable to run through my captured-segment PA which keeps me from pulling out.

Summary, I like Birdlocked as a vendor, and I like the devices they sell. 

PS. Oh, I did mention a chastity scene was under way, didn’t I. I guess I’ll have to make a post about that before too long.

PPS. I’m really good at digging myself a really deep hole the more horny I get. *shakes head*

Distracted while cleaning my latex

Sunday I was spending the day inside.  I’d been wiped out from the day before an needed some “me” time.  So I took the opportunity to clean the apartment.  I started off by putting away laundry then shuffling around some of the furniture and getting a better arrangement of the living room layout.  After, I worked on trying to black a pair of pretty ratty boots.  They were a pair of pretty cheap black jungle boots, cracking leather after only a few months.  I did a decent job, but there’s only so much can be done.

Then came cleaning my latex.  I’d worn some of my latex recently, so I needed to pull them out and wash them off...  but I didn’t get right there.  Something about spending that time blacking my boots put me in a mood...

So around 3PM in the afternoon, I started putting on my new catsuit from STR (skintightrubber.com).  Actually, what I did first was apply a copious amount of lubricant and slip easily into the suit.  It was perfect.  The suit is the neck-entry model, size “large short” at 0.45mm thickness.  Very nice indeed.  I didn’t stop there, though.  On top of that I put on a pair of latex gloves.  The crotch zip got near-immediate use because I was finding myself pretty horny and started stroking.

Since I hadn’t layered in a while, I thought I’d add a little more.  Next went on another of my recent acquisitions, a transparent Matrix Catsuit from Libidex.  Actually, I hadn’t bought directly from Libidex.  I found they had a listing on e-Bay and managed to snag the suit for £123, instead of the normal £225.  A pretty good price.  The attached feet were great.  The suit is made more out of panels than long sheets of latex, and gets an interesting look from that, especially with the transparency.

With my torso, hands and feet covered, I knew there was only one thing left to do.  I went to put on a hood.  What did my hands land on first?  Well that would be the Mr. S Leather latex urinal hood.  I was kind of surprised that it actually fit me, but it fit well over my head and succeeded in sealing me into my latex cocoon.  All except my cock which hung free.

I stood in the bathroom, watching my alien reflection stroking, and knew what I had to do.  I went and got a bottle from the kitchen and filled it.  Moments later, I felt the salty tang of my piss as I emptied the urine-filled bottle into the hopper on the hood.

I actually liked my taste.

My bladder was empty and so I decided to be mean to myself.  I wasn’t going to let myself out of my latex until I got off.  And I wasn’t going to let myself get off until I poured a whole 1 liter bottle of piss down my throat in one go.  It didn’t help (or did it?) that I’d just emptied my bladder.

Knowing that I’d have to really drink a lot to get out a liter now, I started filling up cup after cup of water and pouring it into the front of the urinal hood.  That’s an evil device.  If the urinal cup fills to the top, it will cut off your breathing through your nose.  Definite incentive to swallow faster.  I was kinda harsh to myself.  My right hand lubed, I was stroking while practically water-boarding myself with cup after cup of water until I felt bloated, but my bladder wasn’t filling yet.

Waiting for my bladder to fill, I went to watch some porn.  I’ve got some really hot video I downloaded off of BDSkin’s website a few years ago.  Watching immobilized skinhead bondage while I’m trapped in rubber with a piss funnel?  Yeah.  That worked well.  I was dripping precum when I wasn’t pissing.

The piss did come.  It came in dribbles for a while.  I sabotaged myself when the bottle was about 1/3 full. I poured the piss over my face into the urinal while I stroked and accidentally snorted the piss up my nose.

I now had the taste in my mouth and the smell in my nose.  I was practically whimpering as I waited for my bladder to fill again, and it did.  And again, I got in my own way by diluting the piss with warm tap water and pouring that down my throat as well.

I found myself begging . . . myself.  I guess I’m a pretty aggressive top, even to myself?  I was swimming in piss and being horny as hell.  I would take breaks from watching more BDSkin porn to fill up the bottle.  In time, I filled it up and let myself grab some lube and start stroking off.

Watching myself in the bathroom mirror, I filled up the urinal hood’s cup quickly and started chugging down as fast as I could while quickly getting close.  I may have had 5 seconds from when the piss ran into my nose before I shot high up on the mirror, higher than my head, and I kept pouring as I shot and shot.  Nasty top Reddy “forced” subby pig Reddy to finish chugging his piss long after he’d finished coming.

It was past dark when I finally stepped into the shower to finish “washing” my latex off, making it easily three or more hours in full coverage.  I think the new gear fits pretty well.